Would you believe that this dating game could get any more revolting? More thoughts on this embarrassing presidential election.
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DANGER--CAUTION--BEWARE.
What follows here is yet another commentary on this year's presidential election, Dear Reader. Believe me, I am more than bored with this subject matter, but the candidates keep shocking me into a catatonic state.
Honestly, we must be the laughing stock of the world.
I shudder to think how the global community regards our lack of any political process. Honor is out the window, and the election of 2024 has devolved into a cult of personality. On the one side you've got a mainstream politician, spouting platitudes (Harris), while on the other you've got a reincarnation of Adolf Hitler.
I am compelled to address comments made by the dictator wannabe, Mr. Asshole (i.e. Trump):
"Immigrants are no longer welcome in Donald Trump’s America. Instead, the Republican presidential nominee posited that under his potential second administration, he would round up and mass-deport noncitizens based on their “serial numbers.” https://newrepublic.com/post/186239/donald-trump-full-holocaust-immigration
Uh, WTF?????
"Trump moves one step further toward the Third Reich. In a Sunday interview on Full Measure, he went full Nazi: Trump said that he would work with local authorities to round up immigrants by "serial numbers."
That’s entirely consistent with his first wife, Ivana, claiming in her memoir that Donald kept a copy of Hitler’s speeches on a side table next to their bed. (She also charged Trump with raping her — which she later recanted — but that’s another story.)
In the interview, Trump added:
"But we're getting the criminals out, and we're going to do that fast, and we know who they are, and the local police know their names, and they know their serial numbers," he insisted. "They know everything about them."
Don't believe me? Think I'm taking from "fake news"? Nope.
It's not a good sign when reality mimics satire, and this story is especially depressing, as it displays a total lack of consideration for a painful past.
It's also not a good sign when an asshole like Trump talks about aspects of the Holocaust being 'necessary'? Serial numbers for Immigrants? Vomit.
At heart, I think that I'm an optimist--never quite letting myself believe that the unthinkable could happen. That there could ever be an American version of Hitler. And yet, here we all are, confronted by the ever increasing probability of an American Nazi state. So much for my belief in the integrity of our republic.
Yes, perhaps I am embarrassingly naive, but I have always fantasized that the inherent ideals of the two Continental Congresses precluded the existence of a dictatorship.
So once again, I take up my keyboard to lament the upcoming election. Now, Dear Reader, having read the above quotations by the evil used car salesman, have you and I entered a parallel universe akin to the classic Star Trek episode " Mirror, mirror"?
I think Nimoy looked fabulous with a goatee.
I have already commented on various dictators like Stalin and Hitler, but it seems as though a lot of people have forgotten about the tragedies and hideous crimes of World War Two. Over twenty million dead, two atom bombs dropped, and Europe nearly destroyed. Wasn't that war enough? Didn't posterity learn anything?
During the Roman Republic, there were occasional crises. In such times, one man was appointed 'dictator' for one year to establish order. After that time elapsed, said gentleman was obligated to hand back authority to the Senate. It was in the modern world that this word spawned monsters, who tried (and sometimes succeeded) in establishing hereditary dictatorships, or perpetual dictatorial regimes. Perhaps I'm being silly Dear Reader, in hoping that this form of 'leadership' (vomit) would naturally disappear from view, but alas the cult of personality has always been with us, in one form or another.
So, should we just give ourselves up to the perceived inevitability of a narcissist running our country?
On the one side, a paranoid narcissist, on the other you have (we have to be realistic) an unknown and untried Vice President. Don't you agree, Dear Reader, that the American president has considerable power? If so, then you have to do more than vote for the lesser of two evils (and what a sad thing it is to allow your disappointment to motivate your decision). You have to participate. You have to vote. If you don't (as my dad said on innumerable occasions) vote you get the government you deserve.
Put succinctly, apathy kills.
And the used car salesman is going to exploit that particular problem.
So, how do you like ole Donnie the dickhead as Laura Croft?
t. Well, not precisely spicy, but perhaps controversial, and most definitely irreverent ADVISORY: This entry is about one of the sacred moments in American history--the murder of President Lincoln. If you're at all familiar with the style of this blog, then you already know I have an odd sense of humor. It is NOT my intention to make light of this tragedy. Just so you know, Dear Reader.... Can you tell from the title of this entry that I don't like Booth? Well, I don't. He was a delusional prick. In this week's title, I used the term "yahoo.:Here's how Jonathan Swift defined a "yahoo." It was a name used in Jonathan Swift's novel Gulliver's Travels , to describe the lowest form of life in that universe (they looked like primitive men): They are prodigiously nimble from their infancy. However, I once caught a young male of three years old, and endeavoured, by all marks of tenderness, to make it quiet; but the little imp fell a squalling,
OK how much do you know about “Tanya”? Shit I meant Patty-baby. "Tanya" was her ‘urban guerilla’ persona. To understand Hearst’s journey from being a lowly member of California’s privileged class, to someone who robbed a bank , you’ve got to go a bit deeper. Let’s start here: No, it's not Hearst in a gaudy print dress, and yeah, that's a poor kid really staring at that f&$@ing light for 8+ hours. LSD anyone!???!!! Can we really infer the idiocy of a younger generation of Americans from the picture of a single girl staring at a bare lit bulb, or the kidnapping of one poor dumb rich kid? No. Of course not. 'Not even,' in the words of Robert Plant (Led Zeppelin, you philistines!). Turn on, Tune in, and Drop Out -- Timothy Leary I know, we're all aware of that gem. Well, how about these? “You're only as young as the last time you changed your mind.” (maybe not so bad, eh? Well, that is, if you like living in a constant state of innocence) “
HERE'S ANOTHER WARNING, DEAR READER, I'M COMMENTING ON CURRENT POLITICAL EVENTS THIS WEEK. PLEASE DON'T READ IF YOU ARE BORED BY MY RANTS AGAINST A CERTAIN PERSON. Every Person has their own opinion, and what follows is a collection of my thoughts and opinions. So, if you'll forgive me for vomiting my political views all over this page, THANKS!! OK, if you've come this far, shall we begin? “To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more. It is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing.” ― William Shakespeare, Macbeth You've got to hand it to ole Will (or the Earl of Oxford), he sure knows how to weave a spell with words. To tell you the truth, I w
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